Babies Are Wonderful

Don't be alarmed people, it's nothing like that. I won't be having one any time soon.

Anyway, I was at work today and this mom came in with her absolutely adorable infant who was roughly a nine/ten months old. The mom was going to sign up for a Rewards card, but her daughter was trying to climb all over the counter, so she asks me to hold the baby while she fills out the form quick. As Brett would say, my "ovaries started twitching". This happens on occasion. I'm standing there, holding this little girl that isn't mine and totally wishing she was. Not this child in particular, but a baby. And duh, totally not the right time at all, there's lots of factors that of course have to go in to having a baby, and I will not ever be ready to have one for a very long time, but gosh darn it, I want one! And some people are just meant to be parents, and I really think I am one of those people. Being a mother is the single most important job in the world, I truly believe. I am not one the girls who came to college just to find a husband and get married and start popping out kids, and obviously that didn't happen anyway, but that really is one of my ultimate goals - to be a mom. I would be absolutely content being barefoot and pregnant for a few years. I always thought I'd have at least three kiddos, maybe more, who knows, but three would be ideal. And I would go back to work eventually, when my last child entered Kindergarten. I just feel like I don't want to miss the first steps and the first words and all that stuff. I don't want the baby-sitter to witness those important firsts, I want to be there for all of it.

I don't know where this sudden urge to post about babies came from. Blame the Diet Coke. Or blame Johnny Depp and his eyeliner. Or the adorable baby I was holding for a few minutes today.